My Hearse letra

Along comes my hearse,
marked with contempt.
Silently about,
its rotting descent.
Fickle the flame,
as chill it brings.
Tired and weary,
as the raven sings.
My time has come,
and bitter is the taste.
My time it seems,
is met with haste.
So carry me softly,
with your gentle sway.
Back to the womb,
in the earth I lay.
Grieve me not,
I have no remorse for I have arrived....

Krohm - Letras

• A Lurking Dream
• A World Through Dead Eyes
• Bleak Shores
• Crown Of The Ancients
• I Respiri Delle Ombre
• I Suffer The Astral Woe
• Lifeless Serenade
• Memories Of The Flesh
• My Hearse
• Psychic Pandemonium
• Relic
• Silence Turns To Gray
• Syndrome
• The Waning
• Tra La Carne E Il Nulla
• Veneria's Call
• When Morning Never Returned